Students at This School Cannot See. But They Can Dance, in a Group, with Perfect Coordination!

At Bengaluru’s Shree Ramana Maharishi Academy for the Blind, visually impaired children learn how to dance.

Rohini, a Class 9 student, has been learning dance from the age of six. Her dance training includes rigorous practise for coordination and flexibility, through a unique touch-and-feel style of teaching. Passionate about Kuchipudi, her ears are attuned to the rhythm of this dance form and its music. Her hands take up their positions automatically and her feet thump loudly. The fact that she can’t see the audience, the stage, or her fellow performers, does not stop her from following her dream of wanting to become a professional dancer.

She is one of the many blind students in Bengaluru who are learning to dance at the Shree Ramana Maharishi Academy for the Blind (SRMAB).

A holistic centre that provides education for the blind, this academy is one of the first of its kind in India to teach dance to visually impaired students.

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In 1969, T V Srinivasan and his friend Thirumoorthi began SRMAB in a small room with one blind student and many big dreams. “I once visited Tiruvannamalai along with my friend, Thirumoorthi. While meditating we received a distinct vision that we should serve the disabled. This inspired us to start the academy.”

Srinivasan, who was trained in special education at Narendrapur, Kolkata, started the school to ensure those who are blind recognise their own potential and live their lives fully. Almost 200 students are enrolled annually. They are given free lodging and medical facilities.

Since its inception, more than 5000 students have passed Class 10 from the school, with Braille as their language.

Vocational training and extracurricular activities, such as dance, music and sports, are considered essential at SRMAB. “We always motivated the disabled, and encouraged, trained them in various fields like agro-based farming, poultry, vocational training, yoga, dance, table, and more,” says Srinivasan.

In 1973, dance and music were initiated into the school as an extracurricular activity.

But it was only in 1982 that the unique technique of touch and feel teaching was introduced by Gurus Sharadha Natarajan and Ambica Natarajan.

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Besides opening up new possibilities for the students, such activities give them confidence and purpose. “Dance helps them feel motivated, empowers them with confidence to meet challenges. They are exposed to different places, people and society, which educates them to live life with dignity and self-esteem,” adds Srinivasan.

Dharmaraju, 29, is an ex-student of SRMAB and has been teaching dance at the academy since 2009. He had joined the school as a student in 1994, at the age of nine. His talent for dance was recognised at the academy right from the beginning. In 1997, he began taking classical dance lessons from Guru Shri K. Narayan.

While it was challenging to follow rhythm and postures owing to his visual impairment, the dedicated efforts by the guru paid off. The same year, in his first stage performance at Chennai, the audience showered him with praise about his precision and grace. That was all the appreciation that he needed. After school, he completed a diploma in dance and performed across the globe. “Among my most cherished moments was my first stage performance abroad in 1999,” he says, “It was in Adelaide, Australia, and I was representing India at a folk festival. A few years later, in 2008, I performed for Akka Sammelan in Chicago, USA. They were both exhilarating performances.”

Today, he teaches students like himself and choreographs classical dance routines for them to perform around the globe.

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With Dancemaster Dharmaraju (Left picture, at the centre)

Srinivasan, who was awarded with the Karnataka State Award for Social Worker of the Year 2008, is more than proud of his students.

“As ambassadors of Indian culture and the abilities of people with disabilities, the group has been regularly sponsored to tour UK, USA, Australia, and Italy,” he says. “Tours like these raise awareness on the issues faced by persons with disabilities, while highlighting their abilities in delighting audiences with their spectacular performances.”

But, how do the visually impaired learn dance without watching someone perform? Srinivasan elucidates, “First, the concept is explained to students. The gurus make them understand the bhaavam and they visualise the whole situation before they start learning the dance.” Adds Dharmaraju, “Coordinating the movements in a group is quite challenging and it takes a longer time to learn to perfection.”

SRMAB is involved in several other activities that are all aimed at empowering the visually impaired and their families.

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For instance, the Community Based Rehabilitation (CBR) programme was started in 1990 in Kanakapura Taluka, and later in Malavalli, Hubli, Ramnagara, and Mandya districts. Severely disabled farmers and their families are provided CBR. Through self-help groups, training and school-based intervention, CBR aims to raise awareness about health, education and economic betterment. It also organises health and nutrition camps.

In 2013, Rohini performed Kuchipudi at the Kanteerava stadium in Bengaluru. The performance bagged a Guinness record, with 1054 dancers, of which 20 were visually challenged. This is only one of the many awards and performances by the students of SRMAB. As Srinivasan puts it, “Through the universal language of art, young, visually impaired dancers send out a strong message: the light, extinguished in their own eyes, is relit in the dance, affirming that there are no people with disabilities, only those who are differently abled.”

Source….Neeti Vijaykumar in http://www.the betterindia.com

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How a Railway Officer from Chennai Became Foster Father to 200 Children of Farmers from Maharashtra…

Meet Ajeet Saxena – foster father to over 200 children of farmers in Maharashtra. This railway official has dedicated his life to the welfare of these kids, who are all known as Ajeet Saxena’s children wherever they go.

In 2008, a farmer in the Vidarbha region of Maharashtra committed suicide. He was survived by his wife, four children, and his very old father. Three of the four children were girls. The eldest daughter, Deepa, was 14 at the time. Sapna was 11, and Swati was about 7 years old. The family was thoroughly shaken by their loss. They had no hopes for the future, no prospects and no dreams. But what happened next was something they never expected.

Today, Deepa is 22 years old and is working in a hospital after finishing her diploma in nursing. Sapna recently completed the same and Swati is in the second year of a BSc Yoga Education course in Bengaluru. They are educated, confident, and completely aware of how they want to plan their futures. The one person who made it all possible for them is Ajeet Saxena – a man who refers to these three girls and 200 other children from the region as his own.

He is their foster father, a philanthropist who is hand-holding and mentoring children of farmers in Vidarbha, while providing also financial support for their education.

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After seeing these girls for the first time, I sat inside their hut and cried, thinking of what would happen to them. They had nothing to look forward to,” he says.

Ajeet, who is currently posted as the Chief Commercial Manager of Southern Railways in Chennai, embarked on this journey with a desire to help farmers and stop them from committing suicide. It started with the many stories of farmer suicides that were all over the news in those days. Ajeet was deeply moved. He saw two options before him – to go home, watch the news and feel sorry, or to get up and do something sustainable. Choosing the latter, he took 10 days of leave from work and headed to Vidarbha. There, with the help of some volunteers of the Sarvodaya Movement in Sevagram village, he met 29 families of farmers in about 15 villages.

“The highest amount of money for which a farmer had committed suicide in the area was about Rs. 45,000. And the average amount was Rs. 15,000. I was completely heartbroken. But I felt that the situation could be handled if more people came on board. With farmers giving up their lives for just Rs. 15,000, I was sure people would be willing to step in and help,” he recalls. With that thought in mind, Ajeet returned to Chennai after giving the farmers his phone number and asking them to call him in case they felt depressed.

Being a regular speaker on spirituality, he addressed many people in a Rotary Club in Chennai, a few days after he returned. To his surprise, when he told the listeners about the devastating condition he had witnessed, there were many who came forward asking what they could do to help:

“I saw the inherent goodness in people and realised that everybody wants to do their bit but they just don’t know how to move forward.”

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Ajeet Saxena with 10 nursing students in Chennai and his 6-year-old daughter Sharanya

By this time, Ajeet was sure he wanted to do something for the farmers to augment their incomes. But this was before he received the news that another farmer had committed suicide. This farmer’s daughter was a student of Class 11 and he had taken some loans to support her education. And now, suddenly, the young girl was left in the lurch.

“It was after this incident that I reached a final decision – I didn’t want any children from the region to drop out of school and wanted to support their education.”

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Meeting at Sewagram Ashram

He opened bank accounts in the villages for some of these children and started talking to various people he knew to find someone who would be willing to help. One of his friends agreed to sponsor the education of 15 children, some others said they would sponsor three or four kids, and so on. The amounts were set – Rs. 250 per month for children studying up to Class 5, Rs. 400 for those between Classes 6-9, and Rs. 500 for children in Classes 9-12. Each person who agreed to sponsor the education of a child could transfer the amount directly to the child’s bank account. “I know that education for school children in the age group of 6-14 is already free. But this money acts as an incentive for their parents or relatives to not push them into child labour,” says Ajeet.

Within two months, a girl named Rajni called Ajeet and said – “After meeting you, I have a lot of hope that I can do something in life. I want to take up a course in nursing and I am in a bus to Amravati right now.” Rajni found that the fee for that course was Rs. 2 lakh. When she informed Ajeet, he just asked if she was willing to study in any other college, and then talked to the authorities at a nursing school in Chennai. They agreed to enrol her and told Ajeet he could pay the fee later. In this way, Rajni became the first girl from the village to travel outside and finish her education.

She learnt Tamil and English, finished her course, worked in Global Hospital in Chennai for about a year, and has now shifted to Nagpur.

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“All children in the region were very hopeful after this development. And that was when a college named Mahila Maha Vidyalay in Nagpur came to know about us. They were willing to accommodate 10 girls to study there and live in their hostel. They were also ready to take the fee at a later stage,” says Ajeet.

Today, all 200 children, a majority of whom are girls, are known as Ajeet Saxena’s children in Vidarbha. Three girls have moved to Latur for teachers’ training courses, 10 girls are in nursing and four are completing BSc Yoga Education in Bengaluru.

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The four girls (left and right) studying BSc Yoga

Ajeet arranges the funds by writing to his friends, well-wishers and several organizations, seeking sponsors. His intervention is no longer limited to children of farmers who have committed suicide, but all children in the region who come from financially weaker backgrounds.

He is also setting up a trust named Sharnagat Foundation in Nagpur to take this initiative forward at a larger scale. Ajeet visits Sevagram once every three months and lives there for two days to ensure that children are receiving their money on time and nothing is being misused by their parents or relatives.

“The amount of difference I have been able to make in the lives of these children with zero investment from my side is what keeps me moving forward. I feel that all of us should start thinking beyond our own families and handhold at least one child who cannot afford his/her education. All my children are very confident now. They are not at anyone’s mercy. And seeing them succeed gives me immense satisfaction,” he concludes.

You can contact Ajeet by writing to him at ajeet_samadhi@hotmail.com.

Source….Tanaya Singh in http://www.the betterindia.com

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From Desk Jobs to Blue Skies and Brown Earth: How 6 People Quit Their Jobs to Take up Farming

Whether it’s organic farming, livestock rearing or dairy farming, these people quit their comfortable, high paying jobs to go back to their roots and take up farming.

Many dream of quitting their jobs or taking a sabbatical to find a new calling, see the world, indulge in art or pass time with nature. To some, the practice of farming involves all of those and more. The smell of Earth, the moo of cows, the open skies, the excitement of the first rain, the delight in the first sprout – there lies a simple joy in farming. Here are a few stories of people who took the plunge and never regretted it:

The Milk Farming Collective that’s Not Amul

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Akshayakalp head G N S Reddy

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In Bengaluru, Shashi Kumar, Ranjith Mukundan, Venkatesh Sesasaye and Praveen Nale, all employed as software engineers, decided to quit their jobs in 2011. They teamed up with a group of dairy farming enthusiasts to form the Akshayakalpa Farms and Food Ltd, headed by G N S Reddy. At this farm, located in Hassan in Karnataka, the health of cows is of primary concern. Their health is electronically monitored daily, along with the milk production capability. Besides this, about 500 farmers have employment with a sure-shot chance of getting monetarily rewarded. The farm sells 4000 litres of milk daily, and has expanded to a farm in Mysore.

The Sabbatical that Got Them Closer to Nature

Slogging it out in the IT industry for nearly a decade had burnt out Santosh Singh. While he went on a sabbatical for two years, his brothers Rajesh and Sathish joined him. On their three-acre ancestral land in Haalenahalli, about 40 kilometres from Bengaluru, they set up Amrutha Dairy Farms with just three cows. In a short time, the farm expanded to accommodate 100 cows, backed by NABARD. Even though there was a drought that led to lower milk production, they stayed. Soon, they started rearing heifer (cows that haven’t borne calves) and launched the production of paneer and cheese in 2014.

Organic Farming for Healthier Living

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Rajendra (left) and Rego (right), the organic farmers at Green Souls

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Mumbai-based Sabita Rajendran and Julius Rego are part of a new breed of urban farmers who have taken up growing organic food as their true calling. In 2011, Rajendran quit her job in advertising, while Rego moved out of furniture dealership. Their need to avoid eating pesticide-laden food and chemically soiled water inspired them to start Green Souls in 2012, with an initial investment of just Rs 20,000. Along with vegetables and fruits, they also cultivate medicinal herbs and flowering plants, which they donate to the Tata Memorial Hospital.

Leading by Example

Instead of being an armchair critic and sympathiser, Anand from Mysore gave up his position as a software engineer and set up a farm where he practices organic farming. Besides his passion for all things green and healthy, he also felt deeply about making farmers live sustainably through farming. He purchased six acres of land in Shadanahalli, Mysore, and started organic farming. He then created various groups for farmers, and invited them to explore how and why it would be feasible to take up organic farming. Helping not just himself but also a large collective of organic farmers, he tries to open the market up to organic products.

The Tree Farming Couple

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Nikki and Gaurav Chaudhary; Nikki was appreciated by World Congress on Agroforestry recently

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Gaurav and Nikki Chaudhary realised that they earned more money and peace of mind through agroforestry than they would have in their corporate jobs. Gaurav is an economics post-graduate from Delhi School of Economics, and Nikki studied business economics from London. They were inspired by Gaurav’s father, Chaudhary Veerpal Singh, a farmer who toiled the Earth for many years to give his son an education. Gaurav, who had thought of going back to farming when he was in high school, raises poplar, eucalyptus and other plantations with his wife in Pilibhit, Uttar Pradesh. They also run the Progressive Dairy Farmers Association. Nikki recently got appreciated by the World Congress on Agroforestry for her blog post that detailed their journey. They believe that farming needs intelligence and professionalism to get successful.

The Cattle Farmer

T. Arumugam from Chennai worked with an NGO and was the first graduate in his family with five siblings. When he decided to get into the agriculture sector, everyone in his family had major misgivings, except his mother. To prove that he could make good out of it, he took up studying and attending training programmes first. He learnt the ropes from workshops and short courses provided by the MS Swaminathan Research Foundation (MSSRF) and the Tamil Nadu Agricultural University (TNAU). According to him, Indian youth should go back to farming, being a largely agrarian economy. That’s what drove him to take up rearing livestock and wheat farming.

Source……Neeti Vijaykumar in http://www.the betterindia.com

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Captain of India’s Blind Cricket Team on His Love for the Game, His Team and More…

For these men in blue, vision impairment could never act as a hurdle in their path towards fulfilling their dreams – their inspiring passion for the game of cricket and their desire to be a part of it. The Indian Blind Cricket team has been making the country proud for years now.

The team won the Blind World Cup in 2014 by beating Pakistan in the finals. In 2012, India won the first T20 world cup in Bengaluru, and is the only blind team in the world to have won all three championships – T20, ODI and Asian championship.

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Formed in 1998, it is managed by the Cricket Association for the Blind in India (CABI), which is associated with the World Blind Council. Here, Captain Ajay Kumar Reddy talks about his love for cricket, his team, and how ordinary citizens can help them in their game:

Q: Tell us about how you developed a love for cricket and how you started playing the game?

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Ajay Kumar Reddy

A: I used to enjoy cricket and had the desire to play as well. But it was not possible because of my vision. When I joined blind school, I came to know that cricket is played by the visually impaired too. Soon, I developed my skills with the desire to play at a higher level. After watching my performance, the sports teacher encouraged me to train and also coached me. I concentrated on my performance thereafter.

Q: How does the team come together and train? How often do you train?

A: Every player practices in his own state and they come together for a coaching camp at a particular venue only before an international match.

Q: Which match has been your most memorable one?

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A: The ODI final at Cape Town in December 2014. India needed 141 runs in 11 overs against Pakistan in the finals. After the loss of five wickets, Prakash and I formed a partnership, ending the match in a win.

Q: Can you share some interesting anecdotes about any of your team members?

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A: The vice-captain, Prakash Jayaramaiah sits on my shoulders in sheer joy when we get a wicket – so we do have a bit of fun in those terms.

Q: Are there are any special requirements for training or preparing for the matches?

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A: We need a turf wicket and a ground covered with grass which is not always available. Training kits are also required.

Q: If a visually impaired person wants to pursue cricket, how should she/he go about doing so?

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A: They should start from the grass root level, which is at school or district levels, and thereafter state and zonal levels. This is easier if they study in schools for the blind where they can showcase their talent to reach the higher league. There are associations in each and every state as well, which can be approached if they wish to play cricket.

Q: How do you think ordinary citizens can help the team, besides just supporting it in matches?

A: They can act as volunteers, help with providing cricketing gear, or through individual donations.

Source….www.thebetterindia.com

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At 57, Asia’s First Woman Bus Driver Still Works Routes in Chennai Out of Passion for Driving…

Vasanthakumari has been driving buses for 23 years now, making her Asia’s first woman bus driver. While she started it because that was the only way to make money, she also had a passion for driving.

Her story begins at the Southern-most tip of India, Kanyakumari, where she was born. When she was very young, her mother died and her father remarried. At 19, she got married to a man with four daughters, and later had two children of her own, in Chennai. Her husband worked as a construction labourer, while she took care of the children and also was the secretary at the Mahalir Mandram, a women’s group.

When the going got tough and there wasn’t enough money to support the family, she agreed to become a bus driver. Soon it became a passion.

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Vasanthakumaru, Asia’s first woman bus driver

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“But when I applied for the government job, the officials told me there were hardly any women bus drivers in the world, and asked me how I would manage in a profession where men struggled,” said Vasanthakumari to Times of India. Nevertheless, she got herself a license in heavy vehicle driving.

But she didn’t get an opportunity to even have her skills tested. After repeated requests, she was called for a test.

Recollecting those early tests, the 57-year-old says, “During one test, they asked me to drive along the figure eight formation. When I started, all the officials ran to safety thinking I may drive in a haphazard manner.”

In March 1993, she joined the crew at the Tamil Nadu State Transport Corporation as the first woman bus driver. She was not given any special concessions, either. For instance, she still drives on the Nagercoil-Thiruvananthapuram route regularly, ending her shift at 10 PM.

“When I began working, I did single duty and used to report by 6 AM and end the shift around 2 PM,” she said, adding that she would leave her children with her neighbours.

She says that the job is highly stressful, which is why many women who join as drivers end up switching to desk jobs later on.

“Everyone asks me what challenges I faced as a woman driver. I tell that everything seems difficult but it is the way we deal with it that is important.”

The winner of the recent Raindropss Women Achiever Award will be retiring in April 2017. Her plans after that include starting a driving school dedicated to women. “Or else, I can always get a job as a driver in college campuses,” she said. Whatever it is, she does not want to stop driving in life, she adds.

Source….Neeti Vijaykumar in http://www.the betterindia.com

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This College Student Is Taking Thousands of Beggars off the Streets and into Dignified Lives…

Swati Bondia has created a powerful story of social entrepreneurship. At the age of 18, she started a handicrafts business that helped over 1000 people from the streets start leading dignified lives.

Five years ago, at a busy traffic signal where Bangaloreans waited impatiently for the light to turn green, a little girl went begging frantically from one vehicle to another, racing against the time the red signal gave her. As serendipity would have it, she stretched her hand towards Swati Bondia, an 18-year-old college girl. Swati refused to give her money. In a reaction that was totally unexpected, the child started crying. As heads turned and eyes rolled, Swati was left flustered. She quickly got down from the auto, took the girl aside and tried to pacify her.

She bought her food and clothes but the girl insisted, “Didi, I don’t want all this, I want a ten rupee note. If I don’t get money, my mother will beat me up.”

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Swati gasped. She was now terribly angry with the child’s mother and couldn’t control her desire to confront her and question her cruelty. Swati asked the girl to take her to her mother. Her mind was crowded with questions that she would ask of her.

But she was in for her second shock of the day. Where she expected to see an exploitative mother, she saw the face of a helpless migrant woman who lived on the streets with her children and an alcoholic husband. The family had travelled all the way from Rajasthan looking for work. But no one was ready to trust them and give them jobs. Begging, then, became the family’s only option.

Call it teenage impulsiveness if you will, but Swati was overcome by a strong feeling to help. She promised the family she would find work for them.

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For the next couple of days, Swati went around looking for jobs for the migrant family. This hunt made her realise what such families go through in finding their footing.

Companies and households simply refused to give jobs to migrants, unwilling to take the risk of trusting total strangers whose identities they couldn’t trace.

Disappointed, Swati decided to go back to the family and apologise that she had failed to find them work. However, when she walked into their shelter, she saw a different scene altogether. The alcoholic husband had shaved and tidied himself. The children had not gone to beg. The mother was beaming with hope that their life was about to change. Looking at them, Swati could not bring herself to say that she had not succeeded.

She decided she would be the one to create jobs for them.

She sat down with them to find out what they could do. The family knew the art of making handicrafts so Swati decided to give handicraft making a try. She bought them some raw material for Rs 250 and they made beautiful crafts from it. Now it was time to be back at the busy signal.

They displayed their wares on the pavement and behold, they made sales of Rs. 750 that day. Swati says it was the proudest day for all of them.

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Encouraged by their achievement and now confident of themselves, the family started making more handicrafts. Swati took their products beyond the traffic signals of Bangalore, under the banner of Om Shanti Traders. She sold their handicraft items as corporate and hospitality gifts. The takers for the products grew and so did the number of families that became part of Om Shanti Traders. Seeing the change she had brought to the life of the first family she helped, more and more street dwellers wanted to become part of Swati’s organization.

Today, the little girl who cried at the signal goes to school.

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One thousand individuals who would otherwise be begging on the streets are able to earn up to Rs. 10,000 per month and lead dignified lives. Swati grew the business to set up a factory and provide accommodation facilities for these families. When families sign up with Om Shanti Traders, Swati insists they commit to sending their girl children to school; she funds this initiative herself. She notes that the boys have been a difficult lot to keep in school but is trying to ensure that happens as well.

All the while that she was changing the lives of street people, Swati continued to lead her life as a college student as well. She completed her BBM and MBA, efficiently juggling her studies with her social enterprise. Swati has now started her new entrepreneurial venture, which provides virtual exhibition services. Her company, Enrich Expo, provides scholarships to children from 12 different villages, each village getting Rs. 20 lakh. As she builds one entrepreneurial venture after another, she says she wants to eventually realize her vision of bridging the gap between the privileged and the underprivileged.

Source….Ranjini Sivaswamy in http://www.the betterindia.com

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“I’d Given up on Returning to India After 18 Years Abroad. But This Year Something Changed.”

From dreaming about returning to India one day after she had to shift to the US with her family, to reaching a stage where she could no longer find that cherished connection with her country, to falling in love with it all over again – this is the story of Jessica Sinha and how Kolkata showed her a different India.

I was 10 when I moved to the U.S. and have lived abroad for over 18 years now. Leaving was the most difficult thing for me to do every time I visited India in the first eight years of moving to the U.S. I would bite my lip hoping the pain would hold back the tears. My last memory of India would be of the last song that played on the radio before we arrived at Indira Gandhi International Airport. Each year I vowed – I’ll be back someday, I’ll live here eventually. With no plans of when, where, and how, I continued to dream about it.

But after those first eight years, it never felt the same again. My relatives grew distant. Their excitement on seeing us dwindled every year. I found myself struggling with the basic things – showering, going to the bathroom, shopping, getting to places on my own, taking the bus, etc. Even my Indian looks and perfect Hindi couldn’t help hide the fact that I had no clue about anything in India. I was just a guest to my relatives now – a guest who visited once a year.

I grew up and started feeling unsafe in my country, cringing every time I read another news article about another rape case. Every trip from then on was the same. We would arrive in Delhi, go home, stay home. Then we would take the car and driver, visit relatives and family friends, and come back home again. We went to the mall once in a while, but the charm of India that I was delighted about once…it remained only in my heart. Everything and everyone I connected with, seemed to have almost never existed and my dream of moving to India started fading, right in front of my eyes.

This month I went back to India, Kolkata this time, with my Bengali husband for our first India trip after marriage. And something changed in the 14 days I spent there. A fire that I thought was long put out, sparked again. I saw a different country:

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Mornings here begin with the sweet cooing of the Koyal. This city wakes up later than many others, but by 7-8 am, I can hear elderly neighbours chattering, gargling, or fighting a cough. The kitchen stoves come alive and the scraping of metal palta against the kadais marks the beginning of a new day. The smell of mouth-watering spices slowly fills the corridors of the building and escapes into the alleys.

Someone blows a long note on the conch shell over the sound of bells and muffles of Bengali prayers.

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I walk up to the roof and get a glimpse of the sun. The buildings, painted yellow or light blue or pink sometimes, bear brown-black streaks from past rains. Some rooftops have bent clotheslines holding long saris that flow in the cool morning breeze. Somehow, the unfolded sari speaks to me. It floats freely like a kite, but is held safely by the clothesline.

With the distant sound of koyals, I sweep into a daydream where every single day in India feels as this moment does.

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Back inside the flat, my mother-in-law brings out tea for the three of us, herself, my husband, and I; and we all decide to sit in the balcony. The balconies, windows, doors, any openings into the flat, are all protected by grills. There is something about the grills that’s uniquely classic and nostalgic. I think back to my childhood in Delhi – every night the community watchman would walk around the block, blowing his whistle loud and clear as he ran his baton across the park fence.

I look out into the streets and though it is mostly empty at this time, I know that the morning has already begun in many homes. Every balcony is a window into a different life. I look across to the building on the right and find an elderly man sitting in his balcony with a cup of chai and his parrot. In another window there’s a woman pulling down the dry clothes from the clothesline, hung the day before.

A sip of my tea. I wonder if my mother-in-law sees what I see. On days when she’s feeling hot, tired, and wants to take a break, does she look out like I do? Does she see the different lives as I do? And in those quiet tranquil moments when she does, does the world outside beckon to her? Does she see the ever turning wheels of time in Kolkata? Does she savour the endless festivities of every day? Even if a dispirited heart was to look out this balcony, it would find peace in knowing that it is not alone.

I’m not sure how the rest of India has fared since 1997, but Kolkata seems to be stalled in a time and place, which I dreamed about in my thoughts. It remains culturally rich and enticing. There is no confused blend of the western influences and eastern culture. I heard no heart-wrenching stories, saw no soul-searching individuals. I saw no street corners engulfed in conversations of unfulfilled ambitions. I saw hope in a newly-wed couple’s humble home, gratification in the everyday affairs, modesty of character, and a satisfaction with life as it is.

– Jessica Sinha

Source…..www.the betterindia.com

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Breakthrough by Indian Scientists in the US Checks Effectiveness of Cancer Treatment Within Hours…

Thanks to the development of nano-technology, it will now be possible to measure how effective a round of cancer therapy is, within hours of the treatment. This project has been kick-started by a group of Indian scientists from Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) and Harvard Medical School.

The development is a major breakthrough because it will be possible to prevent the side-effects of chemotherapy right from the start in case the treatment plan is not working for the patient, and will help prevent long agonizing months of waiting.

Picture for representation only. Source: Sadasiv Swain/Flickr

“We have developed a nano-technology, which first delivers an anticancer drug specifically to the tumour, and if the tumour starts dying or regressing, it then starts lighting up the tumour in real time,” Shiladitya Sengupta, a principal investigator at MIT’s Brigham and Women’s Hospital (BWH), told PTI.

The breakthrough was published online in ‘The Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences.’ One of the authors of the paper is Ashish Kulkarni, who hails from a tiny village in the state of Maharashtra. Kulkarni pursued his Ph.D. in chemistry from the University of Cincinnati. “Our long-term goal is to find a way to monitor outcomes very early so that we don’t give a chemotherapy drug to patients who are not responding to it,” he said.

Most of the team members are Indian researchers except for one. This development will help keep track of the effectiveness of immunotherapy, which signals significant progress.

Shiladitya Sengupta

Source: www.dfhcc.harvard.edu

Current tracking methods, which are based on the measurements of the size or the metabolic state of the tumour, don’t always manage to detect the effectiveness of the treatment.

Source….Boshika Gupta in http://www.the betterindia.com

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Did You Know There’s a Museum Where You Can See the Amazing Gifts given to the Presidents of India?

The President of India receives gifts from foreign heads of state when they visit India. These gifts then become the property of the Government. Earlier, these gifts used to be on display in the Gift Gallery of the Rashtrapati Bhavan. Shri Pranab Mukherjee, the current President, decided it would be better to have a separate museum for the gifts and other precious memorabilia, and shifted the collection out of the gallery. Learn more about this recently established museum within the Rashtrapati Bhavan premises.

Shri Pranab Mukherjee, the 13th President of India, was instrumental in shifting the gifts given to the President of India from the Rashtrapati  Bhavan gift gallery to a special museum. The Rashtrapati Bhavan museum was inaugurated on July 25, 2014.

An old horse stable, which had not been in use for many years, was converted into a museum to house these precious items.

The Rashtrapati Bhavan Museum

An old horse stable was turned into the Rashtrapati Bhavan Museum

Since 1950, when Shri  Rajendra Prasad became the first President of India, our Presidents have received almost 11,000 gifts from various parts of the world. These gifts are stored in what was once called the Tosh Khana, a storage space within the Rashtrapati Bhavan premises.

The gifts used to be put on display for visitors in the Gift Gallery within the Rashtrapati Bhavan, on a rotational basis.

Believed to be the first gift to the President of India from the Emperor and Empress of Japan

Believed to be the first gift to the President of India from the Emperor and Empress of Japan

“The layout of the present museum is indeed very interesting. Each cubicle or stall where a single horse would have been housed at some point of time, has been decorated with gifts and is marked as an enclave. All in all, there are 22 such enclaves, which are little gift galleries. One portion of the museum is called the Arms Gallery. It was here that in times of yore the food for the horses used to be stored. The coach house is the most important part of the museum. Earlier, this was where the coaches used to be kept. Now there are two coaches here and of course there is a lot more to see,” says Roshan Kumar Singh, an in-house volunteer guide at the Rashtrapati Bhavan.

The first eleven enclaves have on display gift items like the statue of Saraswati received recently from West Bengal and the golden dagger with precious stones presented to Shri KR Narayanan by the King of Morocco.

There is also an elephant tusk with the story of Lord Krishna carved on one side and the story of Lord Rama carved on the other.

A recent gift - the Statue of Saraswati from West Bengal

A recent gift – the statue of Saraswati from West Bengal

One of the enclaves has gifts received from various military institutions, the President’s Standard being one of them. In the enclave that has silver plaques received by various presidents, there is a silver cigar box with gold clasps with the initials of Dr Zakir Hussein engraved on it.

“An acrylic horse was presented to Smt. Prathibha Patil to commemorate Ashwamedha 2007 in Nashik,” continues Roshan.

An acrylic horse

An acrylic horse

Two of the enclaves have replicas of temples placed in them – temples like the Uttara Malai temple and the Golden Temple. There is also a picture of the Sleeping Buddha of Dushanbe.

There is one enclave that displays various postal stamps issued by the Government of India and released by the various Presidents of India.

The Uttara Malai temple

Replica of the Uttara Malai temple

“The Arms Gallery, which comes right after this, depicts the British Sikh War on one side and the Afghan British Battle on the other. In the next section, various important rooms of the President’s Palace are painted on the wall and old furniture used by the British as well as the earlier Presidents is on display,” says Roshan.

Replicas of the crowns worn by King George V and Queen Mary during the Delhi Durbar are placed in another gallery.

From the Arms Gallery

The British Sikh Battle, as depicted in the Arms Gallery

Another enclave has commemorative coins issued by the Government of India and seven ancient coins have been gifted by the Reserve Bank of India. The Blue Gallery has the original telegram sent by Harry S Truman, the President of the United States, to the First President of the Union of India. A beautiful sundial presented by the people of Uttaranchal to President APJ Abdul Kalam is displayed here too.

There are pieces of rocks from Mount Everest and the moon on display as well.

A beautiful sundial

A beautiful sundial

The last section of the Rashtrapati Bhavan Museum is the Coach House. There is a Hunting Coach and the Victoria Coach of British times on display here. This portion of the museum tells the story of Delhi through the ages. There are ancient pictures of Old Delhi, which give a true perspective of how the city used to be.

Models of all thirteen Presidents can be seen as well.

Finally, there is a small section dedicated to the Father of the Nation, Mahatma Gandhi. There are a couple of pictures of him, a khadi cloth made by him, his charkha, and also some flower petals strewn over him before his body was cremated.

“Very soon, the second phase of the museum will come up right across from this building. This is going to be a lot larger and will hopefully be able to house all the other gifts of the Presidents that are presently in the storage facility,” adds Roshan.

To book a visit to the Rashtrapati Bhavan Museum, log onto the official website of the Rashtrapati Bhavan –www.presidentofindia.nic.in. The museum is open on Friday, Saturday and Sunday from 9 am to 4 pm. Entry to the Museum is from Gate no. 30, on Mother Teresa Crescent Road.

Source…..Aparna Menon in http://www.the betterindia.com

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இந்த வாரக் கவிதை……” அணையட்டும் சாதீ …”

 

அணையட்டும்  சாதீ ….
…………….
“சாதிகள்  இல்லையடி பாப்பா” … பால பாடம் படித்தோம் அன்று!
பாடம் பாலருக்கு மட்டும்தானா ? மற்றவருக்கு இல்லையா ?
காலம்  மாற  மாற வாழ்வின் கோலம்  மாறுதே !
சாதியும் மதமும் நம் வாழ்வின் வேதமாய் உருமாறுதே
சாதித்தது என்ன நாம் இத்தனை காலம் ?
சாதிக்  கட்சி ஆயிரம் … சாதியின் பெயரில் வாக்கு வங்கி பல்லாயிரம்!
வீதிக்கு வீதி சாதியின் பெயர் சொல்லி அரசியல் செய்ய
தனித்  தனி தலைவர்கள் கூட்டம் ! அவர் பின்னால்
தன்  தனித்துவம் தொலைத்த மனிதரின் ஆட்டம் பாட்டம் !
சாதிக்கப்  பிறந்த  குழந்தைகள் அய்யா ..நாங்க  !
சாதியின் பெயரால் பொசுக்கலாமா எங்க வாழ்வை நீங்க ?
வேதம் ஓதும் சாத்தான் பேச்சுக்கு மயங்கலாமா  நீங்க ?
பாதம் பணிந்து கேட்கிறோம் நாங்க… எங்க  வாழ்வில்
ஒளி வீசும்  தீபமாய் இருக்க வேண்டிய  நீங்களே
சாதித்  தீயாக மாறி  எரிக்கலாமா   உங்க சந்ததியை ?
கருக்கி சுருக்கலாமா அவர்தம் வாழ்வை ?
பணிவன்போடு வேண்டுகிறோம் நாங்க …சாதித்தீ
வளர்த்து நீங்க சாதிக்கப் போவது என்ன அய்யா ?
உங்க சந்ததியைத் தொலைப்பது ஒரு சாதனையா ?
சற்றே யோசியுங்க ! இந்த வேதனை தொடரவேண்டுமா இன்னும் ?
அணைய வேண்டும் அய்யா …சாதித்  தீ !!!…இணைய வேண்டும்
மனித குலம் ஒரே அணியில்  தம் சாதி  மத  பேதம் மறந்து !
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